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Kurt Philip Behm
Our years are fated…. Maria’s allotment was short But no less special, Each minute becoming pregnant With what time would not allow, Each new hour ...Rate it:

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Assumpta Maria
Francis Thompson
Mortals, that behold a Woman, Rising 'twixt the Moon and Sun; Who am I the heavens assume? an All am I, and I am one. Multitudinous ascend I, Drea...Rate it:

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Ave Maria
Alfred Austin
In the ages of Faith, before the day When men were too proud to weep or pray, There stood in a red-roofed Breton town Snugly nestled 'twixt sea and...Rate it:

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Ave Maria Gratia Plena
Oscar Wilde
Was this His coming! I had hoped to see A scene of wondrous glory, as was told Of some great God who in a rain of gold Broke open bars and fell on ...Rate it:

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Ave Maria In Rome
Mathilde Blind
FAR away dim violet mountains Fade away from sight; Flashing from fantastic fountains, Jets the liquid light, Where from Nymph's or Triton's li...Rate it:

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Cantiga de Santa Maria No. 194
Alfonso X El Sabio
Just as the name of the Virgin is beautiful to the virtuous, so against evil doers it is mighty and fearful. Concerning this, a miracle happene...Rate it:

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Cantiga de Santa Maria, No. 100
Alfonso X El Sabio
Portugease Santa Maria, Strela do dia, mostra-nos via era Deus e nos guia. Ca veer faze-los errados que perder foran per pecados entender ...Rate it:

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Cantiga de Santa Maria, No. 181
Alfonso X El Sabio
Pero que seja a gente d'outra lei [e] descreuda, os que a Virgen mais aman, a esses ela ajuda. Fremosa miragre desto fez a Virgen groriosa n...Rate it:

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Epitaph for Maria Wentworth
Thomas Carew
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else the soul grew so fast within, ...Rate it:

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Letter To Maria Gisborne
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The spider spreads her webs, whether she be In poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree; The silk-worm in the dark green mulberry leaves His winding ...Rate it:

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Mad Maria
Robert William Service
Mad Maria in the Square Sits upon a wicker chair. When the keeper asks the price Mad Maria counts her lice. No pesito can she pay, So he shrugs and...Rate it:

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Rinaldo to Laura Maria
Mary Darby Robinson
THOU! whose sublime poetic art Can pierce the pulses of the heart, Can force the treasur'd tear to flow In prodigality of woe; Or lure each joc...Rate it:

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Sancta Maria
Edgar Allan Poe
Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes - Upon the sinner's sacrifice, Of fervent prayer and humble love, From thy holy throne above. At morn - at noon - at...Rate it:

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Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris
Amy Lowell
Dear Virgin Mary, far away, Look down from Heaven while I pray. Open your golden casement high, And lean way out beyond the sky. I am so little, it...Rate it:

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Sonnet to the Memory of Miss Maria Linley
Mary Darby Robinson
So bends beneath the storm yon balmy flow'r, Whose spicy blossoms once perfum'd the gale; So press'd with tears reclines yon lily pale, Obedient to...Rate it:

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Sonnet: On seeing Miss Helen Maria Williams weep at a tale of distress
William Wordsworth
She wept.--Life's purple tide began to flow In languid streams through every thrilling vein; Dim were my swimming eyes--my pulse beat slow, And my ...Rate it:

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To Lydia Maria Child
John Greenleaf Whittier
ON READING HER POEM IN 'THE STANDARD.' The sweet spring day is glad with music, But through it sounds a sadder strain; The worthiest of our narrow...Rate it:

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Liam Comáin
~~~ Oh Mother you are the Roisin Of my heart and it is my hope That through my behaviour We will never depart… ~ I always need you, Mother, For you...Rate it:

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Tribute To The Memory Of The Rev. Sister The Nativity, Foundress Of The Convent Of Villa Maria
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Oh, Villa Maria, thrice favored spot, Unclouded sunshine is still thy lot Since first, ’neath thy mortal old, The spouses of Christ—working out God...Rate it:

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